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it started in the garden some time ago
Eve took a bite of the apple
the tempter was right there all along
yet where sin abound grace abound all the more

he disguises himself with love yet it's lust in disguise
don't even listen to one of his lies
like Jonah he ran from the truth
remember Lot's wife when she looked back

each of us is responsible for are actions
regarding sin
actions in which humans rebel against God
miss there true purpose for there lives

surrendering to the prince of the power of the air
more then God cause all there deeds were evil
people today seek self to please
they are lost in the sauce

they choose to live by sight and reject the faith that will save them
instead we have toxic people of the walking dead
eyes with tombstones in there heads
evil minds that plug destruction

Our nation's youth would rather text each other then eat together
remember the family that prays together stays together
we have bought in to the lie that claims I am what I do
have we bitten off far more then we could ever chew

these are desolate times yet we have chosen ill faded rhymes
casualties are enormous for a stated cause that's atrocious
let's look above to the heavenly love
stop the senseless fighting before are nation grows colder

you search for truth out of a garbage can
abortion on demand
when will we live to understand
Being lost is a choice which is your fate in life ?
Love

silk ice cream
what do you mean
the covers insane
please light their flame
property *******
falling hynotic scheme
to deliver such a scheme
look to brighten glaze
stand orphaned quite amazed
a kiss on the neck
a means to reflect
invisible man with a harbored plan
place a caravan to bed
sorrow of search sign a head,
built upon the rock
sorrowful sway to ****
age to glass

bone yard to brighten
years gone forgotten
we killed Ben Laden
place of fries

good age for hypnoticism
stay on ther steel beam
busy being mean
Converse the sneaker
in place of Salt Peter
laughter to manage;
tear drop disaster
loosen the load
minus ther bliss of the toad
look to the sea
underneath
If you could only touch your soul
and let you know I care
I would remove your burdens, as well as your fears
I would give you courage for all the days to come

Lead you through the darkness when night should come
In the sunlight of tomorrow, we would walk hand in hand
to where I would give you freedom to be a total man
For love does not limit, shackle or degrade

Her eyes do not look for fault within mortal man
love seeks to give pleasure, as well as gentle care
She will share her powers, should you fall into despair
she will heal with compassion, and understand your plight

Show you new horizons as you join her in flight
love longs to be your soul mate and places no demands
She sees the deep desires in the soul of mortal man
freedom of movement and expression

A need of every soul is just around the corner to have and to hold
for love, free spirit will teach you her ways
She will guide you through eternity and the mystical way
love is never forceful, with patience she waits

To show that you are special in a very unique way
reach out to receive, freedom of the soul
Your eyes will perceive a wonder to behold
for love goes on forever

Blessings to bestow, she will be your companion where ever you may go
Love A Lot (Love For Momma)

learn on my nerve wait to take charge a heroic charge
I'm totally naked underneath my clothes hammered to the toes
Lift your lovely eyes brisk through the trees let go
bust up the beat to promote the tempo
love is the shelter I will leave exposed
call me a river a complex pose
carry the sheets along with a bowl

love a lot complete exposed
carry me above the timely tempo
strength in numbers need to be exposed,
bank with a number we chill in vast order

I tried to get a strawberry pie
But they were out of season
Then I thought of gold or pearls
But knew there was no reason
love blood dark mouth will kisses black eyes god soul red *** sweet feet girl good **** kiss dead lips tears **** hot **** man head life face light fire tender hard time tongue death heart hell white wet big eat pink butter deep *** legs night pretty desire dance feel day ***** long body pain throat wide baby beautiful heaven hurt **** mind sir house souls slow lick arms living high loves gods thought ***** soft naked better hair cry open spread darkness toes bed live flesh honey great teeth belly warm mouths weeping moon thighs ******* *** wild flames slave blade loved waiting silky loving ***** true cherry hold hips ready cold falling paradise darling years  


women endless boy eye devil burning left breath voluptuous die dream lost stone looked cruel turn mad goddess lover tongues talk thing ***** drooling small perfect summer find twisted daddy transgress ******* earth called foot broken **** woman drink **** hands secret pleasure queen place turned sun saliva cut poem beloved men water knees bite lust demons embrace fun dreams making bones form hollow sky skull glitter fear holy bleeding war **** free hearts



hungry licks real heavens licking moons inside grace dress work devils adorations pull **** smile bad crimson till sake **** ***** things evil thick ****** power voice mud caress sea cries finally sure **** fingers nice plush eating smiling rose star watch hand truth heat silk beauty girls ***** kissing child delicious fly brain tremulous melting ghastly fell taste space candy sacred toilet ecstasy hole begging skin temple half poet ****** blue close call knife fall stained history aching silver inner horror brooding going hate days play hells bright dancing drenched shadows walls wanting sleep buttery people matter ****** bare sick human milk cream drool shimmering read dinner gorgeous bleed shadow children care poetry thrill bend darkest raw lives floor stick tight scream smooth tear met holding arched full break memory veiled licked touch fruit move age fluttering beaten ash **** haunches laughing speak press ******* doll wrong perfume stand rocks ******* held ruin desires devour suffer howling bending hunger milky adoration ******* poison pulled eaten forever write wow undulating drown destiny dread apart calling ****** corpse flexed help screaming hear dressed sway floating princess angel glory crying clouds razor reality angels room burn music countenance emptiness ate scorched brush glass effulgent universe shake toy lovely father friends terror bites book explicit curse feeling art adore air cauldron abyss party **** pie lord snake wife lose enter ****** ******* rope ***** shaking box feral spirit staring kind glistening ghost starved fish asked paper boys eyed ecstatic ache ritual color desperate best ******* sacrifice wings diamonds coos swollen stretched felt passed low food slit labyrinths ooow shape kissed born tied wound torn knew split finger slowly deaths remain hee suffering flowers machine delicate times pearl creation golden ***** birth brains ground despicable hope mine door stay dragged glittering satan candles bodies cruelties consumed soaked sing bound mourning twisting
Love For Sake To Sale

that's how we do
the pictoral of things turned blue
hair of shelter to walk the New York mile
child of freedom across the spacious tide
walking through the course;
ladies went to traffic onto the duration of its head
love is the paradox fill
still waiting thrill
Each new day we learn something valuable amidst the pain inside we gain
what are the marching orders let me be the first to explain:
A coward dies 1,000 deaths a saint dies but one
in the ancients circle let them mark down but none
beauty in the famous beast lie down gently and repeat
a ballpark figure that one deserves to recapture

love has its roots down deep and structured for all to notice
how you had fought so hard and fierce my one truest love is gone from here
a challenge to be free is a question of time my one solution is using my mind
living on the edge and its going to my head sitting up at night all alone in bed
following the rainbow to the sky I see a reflection of you pass me by
Our war were in is almost over its so hard to believe I lost my lover...,

pierce the moon beam to the center of the heart
Love in Bloom

'Twas a golden day in autumn
When he walked into my life
He brought the music that I thought was gone
He brought the sunshine back to this heart of mine

He brought the happiness that had evaded me so long
Our lives are so entwined in a pattern only by fate's hand
We walk together hand in hand as we travel this land
He has given us rainbows, flowers and songs,

And the hands of our loved ones to help us along
He has given us blessings to brighten our way
And always the gift of another new day
It was the hands of fate that brought us together

The sounds of music that made our hearts glad,
The happiness we share,
That special understanding which shows we care
We are swift to give praise but slow to complain

God gives us sunshine and rain
He gives happiness and pain
We ask not for wealth or fame
Our needs he will provide as we walk side by side.
don't answer me the noise from the thick concrete altough windows are opened
the stark hinderance to reach the Apollo can teach given someone to reach
pillows with cotton silk with satin debris sorry what you mean claim the game of mean
Love in concrete the reason why we leap parade in foxes brief stand still and repeat
there's flavor in the ocean caught by memory of its fallen debris come to sit next to me
filtered through an onion sitting on the porch swing no claim to fame love in concrete

A soul take one to heart through windows start we miss the mark you claim the start
today maybe the last day of your life so take a new start heros miss the mark
out in Virginia stand still within ya crackling rosie continue rescue in between ya
starting on something plain turn in the oven pay attention to the royal sweet...,

Love in the concrete stand still or repeat it gets better by far the ready made car
Tupac had a vision that's what we are missing through a gate your chosen
shadows march the lunacy
travel of the good between
shoulder quest the factory
look deep into the go between
A Marshall Tucker tune;
lazy in the go between
fast a sleep another bone
suffer in silence covert to go between
lunacy, there on its hill pardoned by a white cake;
brushed yellow sequence on the elevator host remain belief
love in the first degree see he west so plainly
pardon the complete heap of shear cheese;
black in white thought of everything nice
love in the camera sought to watch its claim
Love In The Horizon

blink we think below the kitchen sink
we tumble as if a reed for ther heavenly deed
poster child that God I'm still alive
velvet Prince made his name with a guitar
love is their essence of my existence
follow me beneath the stream below its means
love in the horizon a bended knees...
people are people so why should it be you and I behave so awfully
technically from ther gravity
manicure set free

midas touch henceforth their rush,
midas love through its course
beneath their pillow drop off zero
There was a man whose name was Jake
Who had a house upon the lake
Every morning he would wake
And for breakfast have a piece of cake

He had a private fishing hole;
He always used a long cane pole
He fried his fish on red hot coal
And served it in a great big bowl

For a pet, he had a cat

through a sorted cousin
get a kiss by the oven
come beneath the puzzle
we search through the trouble

each made moment last
light away the cast decay
sorrow through a daughter to squeeze
love in the third degree

edit"love in the third degree"
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Love Is All We Need

you can hear it in the alley in back of the street
you can face it with a dear for a meet & greet
we have created a true rich calling
love is the essence of mankind's existence
hold off to ever join the resistance
this is are chance to spread it to the masses
some words have fallen on deaf words as if you haven't heard
but a true heart needs to be saturated with the truth
in order to withstand the true test of time
John Lennon sang it with Yoko
it is words for the hopeful
love has gained & never lost
humanities heaviest of cost
filter through the noise pollution with a much needed solution
love is a you need
many hearts are torn & bleed
but for the hopeful believer the willing achiever
you will see the bright manifestation of its call
lines are being formed in the sand
when will we ever live to understand
quick conclusions often lead the best of us astray
the wisest move in life is but to wait
otherwise are galloping emotions run away like horses at the gate
just call it fate a reason to believe
we all need to come together no matter what the weather
use your voices send out noises
the poets are calling for this order
we can all make a difference if we only try
Love Is Calling

I heard God call late one eve
(There's love for you if you walk my way )
I ignored the warning, but continued to pray
Slowly I began to change my wordly disarray
(Because God first loved me I maintain and stay safe )

I joined the local church after a member led the way
defiance, resistance and temptation swayed my initial attempt at faithfulness...
After increased knowledge understanding sunk in
Hallelujah ! There's a place for me in God's holy land.

bible verses are armor against my evidence of sin
I grabbed ahold of the word to ruin the devil's evil plan
My faith has grown, my heart is known.
I see myself as God sees me

The sowing of seed the assignment God reads
building righteous relationships through fellowship
The medium of prayer and worship brings deliverance
Joy gives strength to the weak

so when God calls don't harden your heart
There's so much peace in the presence of God's abundance...
Love...
love is in the air
burning rubble
make my Martini strong like on the double
pierced right through the skin
perched up high as in the raven
penetrate as words adore in motion
penetrate as words adore;
music in the twilight of the air
there is was...

through lies of its deepest temptation
bold as to my dear brother
the over weight lover undercover
Bernie Sanders and the flag
Vito from Sapranos

Yet there in the distance the raven
Edgar Allan Poe had every right to know;
A trip to love a time before
fly in the sky
black as satin gloves
Popular core needs to be found
in the vast expanse between time & space
every so often
we encounter a feeling
coming across two souls realing
the inner quest to let freedom ring
your love is king
to ***** portals filled with lavish vain glory
the truest essence of the story
a cause to reflect upon life & it's meaning

look again my friend to a humble abode
vested in pure gold
to fit like a glove in a mold
we got are hearts fixed on seeking self to please
will get knocked down on your knees
start spreading its disease
love is king
the birds do sing
a time  well spent in thought
of a lover's quarrel the changing of the season
have we forgotten others for a reason

our love gets blocked twisted to the side
we all want to run away & hide
a vast expanse of things choose your friends wisely
burst  out of things that bind you
Sade was right
your love is king
Love is im sure the deadliest sin. It's just like a cancer that rots from within. But maybe my words are tainted with hate. If love is your muse, then your poems great..,
yours is the hand that lifts in order to aspire for so much more a timeless chore
I stand beneath the gloom & doom
Tough so trust in fate to clean your room
A challenge to be free is a question of time
Blended in a circle tried to cling
Sapphire to assume the door to open
cling a swing still got me im the potion
love is the mere essence of my inner existence
Willow creek shivers a scent of dew across my face
things do change let me be the first to explain,
roses of love tainted by hands from above left as a squeeky wheel bargain basement deal

love is the timber the helps light its inner flame
growing, flowing & intoxicating pulse
we seek as actors clever to its claim
I look to the sea reflections in the way spark my memory some happy some sad
love is fashioned by tainted realization of a bargain basement deal
of the rocking chair beneath the squeeky wheel

see your face
love to taste
how you fought so hard and fierce
my one solution is gone from here
a challenge to be free is a question of time breading loud
pour out the potion through loves fine glass a reason to relax
draw strength from the echoes we hear by South
trim back the atmosphere as if a mouse

dig well below bust up the beat to promote its tempo
long ago let the truth be told a summon to bargain baseball please...
triumphant please, down to my knees corporate sneak
shattered between what once known onto a perfect home,
Stained glass window through a verse Scottish dull ointment...
Temper left hotter then it is in Grenada
Irish socks twist to lock

a variation in a dream where people do scream
love is the essence of my inner existence
blanket me..
sheer lover so sore we vent,
blanket in the basket

I visualizer your straight aura
bask in their vast expanse between time & space
an afro burned in the midnight air,
bellow the fryer;

chaser after the bees
you were there with situations to vent
strength like the weary toad
lend me an ear

cross your fingers
bent as to every turn my soul doth turn
through the sweet vortex of our inner frame
we can dream of far off places with kings and queens
shaped through the fragments of are exploits
someday you will be all alone in your room
there you will read a text to reflect upon your life
we each are on a journey in this life
some ponder the existence of God
other reflect in the day to day toil
love is the mere essence of are existence
shine your inner light upon the twilight hour

shadows block the mere reflection of my frame
not having you in my arms is driving me insane
lest I refrain another door by which to explore
there is so much more in this game of life
within its given strife we can learn
one soul soars and another will soon burn
we better wait are turn in this wheel in the sky
the faint lulabye in its scope

thoughts can make you recapture about a life here after
some like the fantasy cause its like the real thing
other ponder grace as there guide through life's surprise
silk ice cream
what do you mean
the covers insane
please light their flame
property *******
falling hynotic scheme
to deliver such a scheme
look to brighten glaze
stand orphaned quite amazed
a kiss on the neck
a means to reflect
invisible man with a harbored plan
place a caravan to bed
sorrow of search sign a head,
built upon the rock
sorrowful sway to ****
age to glass

bone yard to brighten
years gone forgotten
we killed Ben Laden
place of fries

good age for hypnoticism
stay on ther steel beam
busy being mean
Converse the sneaker
in place of Salt Peter
laughter to manage;
tear drop disaster
loosen the load
minus ther bliss of the toad
look to the sea
underneath
Lover Script
heightened barbed wire fence...
take so long to maker a dent
good cause to vent the rent
oceanic pier
I draw the beard
everything was huge
Rose, the equipment in the course
lover is the exciting and new
come aboard we are expecting something new
love in the mercury still will agree
challenge to degree
Lovers on the Beach

While overhead the seagulls hover,
and tiny sand ***** run for cover,
the ocean sounds its steady roar,
pounding against the snow white shore

A couple strolls hand in hand,
alone there on the crystal sand
Pausing on the secluded beach,
face to face they begin to reach

out to each other in a gentle embrace,
realizing this special place
is where time is spent to discover
true feelings for your only lover

As the sun sinks slowly into the sea,
there's no place they'd rather be
In later years this memory burns
as they long to return

to that beach and sun above
where they found true lasting love.
love is the ever present ingredient that binds a port unleashed

a challenge to be free is a question of time to pier into the unknown
nature truest beckoning call usunder shout it out to the no it all
beauty in the heightened brightened leash to regard its mix hero fix

a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love in the heart
with one shape to make a shake and bake
cry out to mercy we reclaimed the score all to please so much more
Brother Moon & Sister Sun

through a newness one become
tried to billows against the plow
wear the shawl the pardoning style
battered with space lifters clear your mind through the pool

love unites distant hearts that bleed
it cleaves to every touch indeed
where there's a clever approach to the soap on a rope
follow me through pains that bleed

cherished among the means
cherish through the leaves
a tiny seed was dropped out from a farmer's bag
onto the fertile soil in time roots would spring up
through the duration of time we have created a rhyme
a pulse of the heart will light the spark to where we need to go

What hurts you the most ? Is it fear or death ?
the tranquil pier on a clear brisk morn
clouds over hang to bring a pale atmosphere
each of us elapse in our own inner thoughts

reckless wanderers as distant nomadic herdsmen
with all the twists and turns through snap shot variation in a dream
we then come to a better understanding from deeper within
love is the essence of our eternal existence

learn to cultivate honest laughter with a smile
to know all the great while we each our accountable
Oh, Lord, I love you so much
Possessing such a forgiving touch

Praising your name doesn't seem enough
Through past times that were so rough,
No matter where or what I may do,
My path always leads to you

Life is not a mystery to me;
It's all about setting one's self free
Lord, you make me feel whole and complete
Knowing only I can ever cause my defeat

Keep me from all that which is profane
Humble me Lord, in Jesus name
My heart is forever in the Lord
Where all stand fast of one accord

In this world I am but flesh and bone
I no longer wander, I have found my home.
Loves Flame

Love is like the fire,
one might say,
For it must be rekindled,
day after day

Love like the fire,
needs fuel to survive
Give fuel to your love,
should you keep it alive

Wood is fuel to the fire,
of what we are sure
Ah ! but what fuel,
helps love to endure ?

There are many a fuel,
that set love a spark
There is tenderness and patience,
and an understanding heart

Kindness and gentleness,
sharing life's need
All these are fuel,
to loves flame you feed

Give of this fuel,
give again and again
And the flame of your love
shall never grow dim
there is an opening in my heart that will light a simple spark to what we need to know
nestled in the very fabric of man's existence is used to shun the resistance at every circumstance...
Among the garbage and the flowers
There are heroes in the seaweed
There are children in the morning
feathers flown by angelic beings taunt the very fabrication of my inner minds eye
as I look deep into her penetrating eyes it is only then i could see our future
filled up with hope and love for a better tommorow amidst the pain & sorrow
shadows block the vortex in the brightness of the pupil in my eye
come with me to the garden
alone and chosen to appear
lavender base with a hook in the air
baby's breath permeates the stream of moss left on the cobblestone square
left mesmorized through all those twisted lies does it come at any big enough surprise

love has gained it also has lost through one forbiddens soul that was tossed
onto the forbidden sea nestled in its tranquility in our make believe
marked the one willing to achieve the best out of sullen brevity
the foretaste of whats to become in all of kingdom come it can't be undone
Caviar, wine & cheese
start spreading love's disease
got to be in the move to catch you in the grove
pulls your heart in many directions amidst its aniquated affections
philosophers, intellectuals & average Joes
each of us can embrace loves torn embrace not some Peyton Place from outer space
you can meet me halfway above the sky toward are destined reason why
through the duration in time
we have created a rhyme
finding solace amidst the quest of nature
now is the expectant hour

a pull at the heart will light a spark to what we need to know
love has won yet it also has lost humanities heaviest cost
yet these are desolate times yet we settle for ill faded rhymes
The night sky is dark, the stars
and moon can not be seen, the wind

blows cold over my dark and creepy grave,
The roots grow deep into my coffin of death
the dirt is heavy and hard to breathe under
the weeds grow tall above my tombstone,

my name is not readable my face is
forgotten my body is decayed my soul
is yearning to be joined with my master
but I am afraid of the great light I

have to pass through to get to the pearly gates of heaven.
I lie in the dark solemn slumber
of death and life, in a forgotten world,
A world which I once lived in,

a world that forgot me, my dreams and my undying soul
I am the forgotten one, and it grows
harder and harder for my soul to breathe
yet in the distance a portal a glimmer of light

Love at last appeared out of the duration of its illumination
a beacon of light to a much hurting world in need of hope
I believe you are talking about what I call form punctuation. This is similar to form of concrete poetry but instead of the entire poem taking on the form of the subject, varying the form of the structure at strategic places enhances the impact of a particular word of line. This is most commonly done by isolating the word or line in a verse with space above and below, but can also be done by "indenting" the start of a line. I like to use this type punctuation in descriptive free verse, but alas the site doesn't presently allow such without double spacing lines which dilutes impact. Visual presentation can actually place limited imagery directly on the page
Lydia my Sweet Lydia let down your flowing hair
her eyes glisten through the sunset port
harbor respects for passion & lust
you had been mindful in the past
dream big to heavens port
of long ago passing dreams

when I look deep into your eyes Lydia
I can see my future
filled with hope for a better tomorrow
through the flames of sorrow sweet Lydia
a pearl of deep desires reflects your heart

I saw you shiver in the rain
as you drenched your coat in sullen boots
minutes ago a tender smile would flow
gives cadence to the simple
as a beacon of light
to a much hurting word in need of love

Lydia my dearest Lydia as a fawn is groomed in late pastures fell
your charm and warmth is so hard to tell
a challenge to be free is a quest of time
your heart is an opened door until we meet in heaven
one in twain yet marked on a blotted page clearly intact through the surface
crimes of passion stirring inside my brutal egg shelled head summon the dead
each of us goes through things another door bell tends to ring fat lady sings you see
Misery is coming apart at the seams the refrigerator is empty we are living on ample time

Cherish those days we used to frolic in a haze like a mouse stuck in its maze so behave
these are desolate times yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes the casualties are enormous
for a stated cause that's just plain atrocious there's a thrill in us all stand up ten feet all
Give me shelter give me peace stand in its relief head down to my feet stand to repeat

Is it safe to say that their is a way leave this cup of poison learn to rejoice in some dream
Cry me a river stand and deliver yet donn't call me late for dinner I'm still a giver
lines being drawn in the sand when to fully understand you can't keep sticking it to the man
Each human heart there's an opened door willing to be explored awe so much more

Look to the orphans and widows in their affliction go to a soup kitchen stand forgiving
There's so much we can do if we put our mind to it there's nothing to it Pharoah blew it
listen before you speak stand tall and teach grow fondly in the notion of grace
Spread out upon my Peyton Place long for a mistake to seal our fate just have to wait

We have fallen on tough times someone needs to break the mends it all depends
lay hold of your brother give them love to discover set in order fond memories
mix up the human chemistry choose instead to reach toward your dynasty nothing phony
got words that rhyme that words to heal someone said its no big deal but who are they

One day at a time sweet Jesus everybody needs us time is going by faster blaster
Remember the old boom box boogy down with the socks like the famed Scott Lerock
we shall stand on top never the bottom like the lonely days of ***** keep your hats on
like Lynn Swan can't we ever get along and this is the end of this song
Time after time you sit near the ocean frozen
bask in the vast expanse of the ordinance of the day
captivated by your smile you conquered the world & more...
now deep inside she feels the moments fleeting without a viable reason
in this vast expanse between time & space
she err escape the personifications of a place to reach heaven's door,
again she closes her mind to a far away place
beautiful angels passing back & forth
the angelic beings hold her smile cause she knows all the while
love has a great hold on her heart with tears
in sullen brevity with tears
this place she often stays to visit in the fragile tender moments of her mind
Madame Blue emmerges to peal the sweat off her tender lips
loving peace with a whole lot of tenderness
shadows often block her weary frame
she carries on with a beautiful song
colors of white, green & red
what is going on inside her head
still she looks to the shore for more
heavy emotions emerges as she seeks tender forgiveness
she has a heart of the purest of gold
let her brightness to unfold
throughout the duration of time she has created a rhyme
love is the mere essence of her inner existence
Sweet Madame Blue what are we all to do ?
(Mothers & Fathers Of Italian Americans),

Out of desperation one usurps their stead;
Picking up its broken pieces from the fragments of their head
I'm going to make you an offer you won't refuse
Shackled from philisophy's that scream choose
Still meet my old friend,
Fist full of lead with ****** hand
Give me some time to contemplate & understand
To survive in the streets getting shot hero's bleed
Timely tune leaving soon shadows sleet
Keep your friends close & enemies that much closer
Throw a rope around your head no bend over
No neck Jimmy with his friend Uncle Tony
With words in untimely exposed ravioli
Not to mention cooking the stramboli;
MAFIA
Shades of dark rivers bend



Nine at head now your dead
Big trunk to dunk that flunk
A special olive stirred with straight up Tom Collins
A wandering crowd with a special promise
Two tone Jimmy was the lady's thing got the sell that every lady needs
9 at head by dock at noon then sorrow had bled
Struggled to refrain from the slice on the blade
A clear taste of viable solution
MAFIA
Blank shells buzz to bells living hell
Crown of gold jewels explode truth untold
Now you will do as you are told until the very rights to you are sold
Through a barrage of steps new episodes...
Two kanuck's suited up best fresh out of Jersey;
Brevity
Shattered glass

Yet its all fair to say no one ever gets by on any free pass!
give cadence to the simple
life to the seeker
with words through accordance toward the meek
long for words whispered in the dark
deep calls onto deep
the temptess shall seap
shelter lies dormant onto its beckoning call
with a heart capable of magic
the black cat in the road
peal away the dross
a tiff or tatt

pray tell how far we have moved through sound
clearance to want me around
temperate
all my sins were laid at his feet

a beg or two then get too deep
stand still & repeat
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Mario Vitale Dead Presidents Rap - Poem by John Ackerman
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I'm the man on the mic that's my right
the virtual Houdini always shining
but deep inside I got pain that hides
eating away my delivery of who I be
so I kick it to the curb at your word
I got raps that raise the anxiety please
gonna knock you to your knees
seeing the suckers bleed
got one foot in heaven while the other is in hell
but I got a great story to tell
I'm the over weight lover Mario Vitale
spreading out love making sweet history
we each go through things
another door bell rings
an explosion deep inside
we all want to run away & hide
see you on the flip side squeeze
gonna knock you to your knees
many folks just do what they please
so I took my ride down to the ocean
Surf & turf with some magic lotion
sipping on Pepsi cause that's my potion
see I got high hope for the underground
kicking vibrations with a brand new sound
can't we all just get along
Rap through the pain in your midnight hour
screaming shame with your pain & sorrow
onto soaring heights like a young G in the night
never relent to ever give up on the fight
it's a spice of life with cheap thrills it still pay the bills
taking all those pills yet knock on wood I'm not dead
got a lot rap beats flowing through my head
it's the living dead
stop me now or I'll have a face full of lead
Word
The language and images of Mario Vitale's poetry are so closely bound to the natural cycles of seasons, of generations, of the body's functioning, that is surprising to realize how many of his poems deal with loving brevity. But this poetry is not sentimental celebration of the goodness of nature, and harmony with the world is never assumed. The way he captures the tenuousness of this faith, the balance that must be found between the ugliness, the harshness of his history- both natural and social- and its intense beauty, is what distinguishes Vitale's poetry, gives it its depth and dimension:

Mario William Vitale Biography

I was born in 1970 Bristol hospital.
A young nurse took me in her arms and said that I would one day become a success,
As the years would pass I was heavy in the arts used to sing and act.
Was an altar boy at St. Pius Church.
In time I would act in my senior class play, "The Mystery Of Edwin Drood"
Where I had the lead role as the Narrator,
I touched many hearts with that performance in 1989,
Was hospitalized with mono that same year for two weeks long,
Also that same year I became prom king of my class Wolcott High School,
After the break up with my first girlfriend in 1989 I wrote the poem entitled, "Remembrance of a loved one" where I had it published on poetry.com
Attempted plays: Tartuffe, Miracle Of St. Anthony and Balm in Gieade, (His poetic aspirations had derived at 18 in 1989 from submitting his first poem entitled, "Remembrance Of A Loved One"- (Sparrowgrass Poetry Forum)
Attended Central Connecticut State University For Creative Writing: 1997
Next from 1989-1997 (Wrote primarily for Poetry.com and The International Library Of Poetry) , * Received editors choice award in 1997 for poem, " A Beacon Of Light ",
(1998)Sent poetic manuscript to N.Y. Time Magazine and Chief Editor " John Hyland".
Back with rave reviews!
* (From 1999-2008: Had adapted a real keen sense of style for writing poetry: (1999- Sent Editorial to:
New Man Magazine for the Passion of Christ Movie; Sent followup letter to company with poetry platform information attached,
* 2000-2007: Magazine: (Catholic)Maries Rose Ferron Magazine submitted poem" Beacon Of Light", which had excellent editorial reviews as the outset!
2008- Wrote poem entitled: (The Heavy Cross)to Poetry.com* Achieved Poetry status of work of Excellence in writing from the Academy Of American Poetry in which still having received rank and status as a member of Academy;

(The Connecticut Poetry Society) * Short story submitted entitled, "China Dog Ray" submitted to Virginia Writers Quarterly, West Virginia, Also having member status on their board of Poetry.
Attribute Poetry to an ever increasing love of God and his unconditional love that he has for us in return, Thankfulness toward family and friends.(To our past ancestors who fought to uphold freedom that far too many of us take for granted?
My contemporary artists include that of Ellan Bryant Voight, Kay Ryan and Carl Phillips.Which all three are Participants in the Academy Of American Poetry
Having been a member since 2006, My work reflects the likes of past poets such as C.S.Lewis, Hawthorne and Edgar Allen Poe.
Most of my work reflects with the values of religious beliefs intact
In my personal view it is essential in demonstrating a real heart of creative passion!
The reader I believe will benefit by my artistic style of development in a very positive light.)
After experiencing a life transformation encounter.I had realized that poetry is my unique way to convey myself my work speaks from the heart with pure sentiments of though intact,

As the years passed I would write over 4,000 poems and 5 short stories toward my platform,
My poetry is based on the free verse style of writing,
Was published in 10 venues such as Writerscafe, Neopoet, Hello poetry, Poem Hunter, Booksie, Poetryvibe, Poetrysoup, Starlifecafe.com, Poets Know It & poetry.com...
I was saved by God at the tender age of nine in Charlotte Carolina where I came to know the Lord that was in 1979,
Today I continue to write poetry was published on Spillwords, High On Poetry, Tuck Magazine & Setu Magazine.
My main emphasis in writing poetry is to share with the mass populace touching many hearts.
Hope you can read my poetry.


Come As You Are

place face down between the New York mile raised to its dial
the mere nature of the beast we both will join its feast
we traveled so far not to turn back now
the insurance devides the shape

out of thirst to greet and meet
the service was devided
come as you are
with twins in the car

swallow back the engine with shame in its credible game
the sound of the overhead Albatross
sending words common lose

(2) Wave To The Sun

a brand news day dawn
wave to the sun
out of fetters catch the ivy twirl
shades of crafted enriching drill

abandoning the reflex caught up in the mix

(3) To Handle It's Fear

come follow me to the edge of the sea
hoping that she will marry me
climb deeper then ever before
trying to even the score

sought through the shared pile like drift
its all we miss
viewing the scenic look that's all it took
the oceanic breatth

from every circumstance
all to take a part in the dance

(4)
A Beacon of Light

shared through solemn peaks do sway
the swan watch and a grandma prays
seaweed lines the parting way
a tear drop gets in the shade

A beacon of light to a hurting world in need of comfort
push back the feeling of what we are dealing
another evening share
with a solemn word to care

minus the violence of a news day dawn
can't we all just get along

(5)
The Lonely Number

lie beside a cosmic wheel
feelings of let's make a deal
shing mountains from fullness of dread
leaped beside its bed

halo aside the barren path
a chance to over react
treat by the pillars of one in doubt
cobwebs in the out of control

filled up with the evening dew
shades of solemn fancy chew
we bath in the columns of mass appeal
Mario William Vitale
A Connecticut Yankee with a sensitive heart,
a poet who is always thankful when we
comment on his creative work and polite
to others who are just beginning to write.

A gentleman and poet who enters contests
testing the waters of unknown hosts who
might be overly critical and not so kind,
Mario raises himself above the negativity,
realizing that there are ways to conquer
with kindness and truth by sharing his
philosophy throughout his groups.

Mean-spirited people are not his cup of tea,
similar to rubbing salt in an open wound,
Mario believes that there is goodness in
most people as he is an encourager who
believes in bringing out the best of his AP
family throughout the years.

If I could I would bake Mario a pizza with
everything on it except anchovies for being
so empathetic to all.
you could burn me at the stake
use me as a dish rag
so I write on the topic of ***
my critics disagree with me
I'm still holding my own
holding hand to the pen
won't you be my faithful friend
until the end
I will raise the bar higher
seeking love's flamed desire
giving cadence to the simple
had to pop my pimple

Mario love's everyone
takes his time having a bit of fun
has music in his skin
fan the flame of reason
attracts himself to positive people
very often you will see him near the church steeple
has written over 4,000 poems to date
but this is not his fate
learns from the best
sees life as a test
strong belief in Jesus
it's in him he rests

Mario is filled with happiness & laughter
loves his many fans world wide
he has nothing to hide
for he can visibly see the other side
when time will be no more
when things become a blur
he will exist as a vapor then am no more
read his many pieces
Has been diagnosed as both psychophrenic & bipolar
yet he will not let that deter him from his passion in writing
Medusa

she open her heart wide to the vast illusion called life
in a variation of a dream she will scream
the twilight sun has tainted her inner vision,
hands, face & lips...

A sought after excursion of her heartfelt memory of her past,
Alone she thinks of the quaint memories to long ago,
shelter lies dormant amidst its beckoning plow;
She dances in a ring of fire yet

throws off its challenge with a shrug
her powers are from Zues of long ago,
making a premonition of fortune telling...
She comes from a kingdom near the sea

A glance of kings & queens and trolls in the meager existence
Empties her ideals in a shard of glass,
Dragons lurks around her heavenly abode
a flame of passion in a sincere covet

eyes, lips & hands,
She looks at life through the lens of death
her salvation is a longing quest of self discovery
as she approaches her own heaven's door
Plug this one check it on the mic



when I was young I never hurted anyone

making love was just for fun now those days are gone



yesterday was such a simple game we used to play

awe but then let's face it still gets easier today



got to relax in this here rhyme game without no shame

beauty to eye is in a hot beach with hot ******* in my reach



pulling up my Buick to get in the shade

sipping on no magic tonic just simple lemonade



let's get back to the basics and push on the door that's true

perhaps I have bitten off far more then I could chew



playing Spring Love with Stevie B on the radio

shopping for the latest trend for my favorite clothes



got an old Tupac Shakur tee shirt

beats alone with Fat Joe & What's Luv



a slice of a pie as I rise on the scene

I'm your friend the sonic machine



everyone believes in something but what

all this trash on t.v. makes me want to throw up



got to take back to the old school way

when family & friends used to bow the knee to pray



but today you say it ought not be that way

Fetty Wapp blowing up the scene



got cops with blue hats acting very mean

come Sunday everyone wants to be your friend



bet its safe to hold your breath & count to the number 10

De La Sol with Me, Myself & I



got to keep it real no cheap thrill in the back of my car

save your money for the honey that you meet at the bar
A whisper in the dark
With tones of darkened madness
Shattered dreams filter through the seams
The sound of silent whispers
Vibrations
Taunt the mind
I'm being caught up in this fix
Whirlwind
Satan laughing spreads his wings
The mood of solitary confinement
Blackened ideals are gone
Worry sets in
The fragile egg shelled shape of the mind
Poe was exposed to this madness
Cobain even joined the side of resistance
Morrison was in a drug torn stupor
Joplin sang it's blues
There is a flag flying high toward it's solidarity
The ideal thought of being sane takes a back seat after all
Helter Skelter
Many have tasted it's evil demise
Many people get depressed around the winter time. Mental illness touches the hearts of many families. Being creative to have an outlet will take you to a heightened place. Suicide rate is at an all time high during this season. Yet we can shed the light of happiness to a real darkened existence. There is medical help you can seek where a professional can discuss your condition. People don't try to hide it under the false way of compromise. We must be ever more vigilant to overcome it's condition. Artists from the likes of Vincent Van Gogh went as far as cutting off his ear. Kurt Cobain took his own life with the battle soaring from within. Friends you are very important to both God and man. Don't ever take your own life. There are people who care and love you. The road your own may seem an uphill climb but the sun will come out tomorrow. Cheer up people there are better days ahead of you. You ain't seen nothing yet !
MERCURYS'   BID   WITH ETERNITY
lately queen a bid with eternity a humble plea
to stand in ovation amidst an earnest vacation
1986 the sorrowful fix a man and his gun unleak his ***
serving ditches ignoring all those *******
Freddie Mercury bid with eternity
Bohemian Rap you see..,
although he had many loves the tender look at loves ovation
knock on the door where he was ready to go
"WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS"....,

all his thoughts were putting him further and further away from God
wanted to instead go to P town on the banks of Cape Cod
like a flock of seagulls there the wind blows
nurse the rhyme to begin to fly
Mercury lives out the lie

that says I am what I do
bit off more then he could chew
Freddie you see..,
painful to see

a vision of trans between his blended humanity
some friends to see below the breeze
Freddie you see was getting lost into a fixed reality
smoke of the gun between a rise in his jeans,

Although for some he was a slave to sin
here is where I humbly begin deep from within again
learning a little bit as he was coming along
I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it well...,

for some he was a nobody in their minds but was hidden behind
a surplus to learn how to manage he comes as a slave next turn to believe
Freddie to stay Mercury the purpose of his winning
the end from the truest beginning

Freddie came to believe a bit of a mystery
his weakness and his strength would rise
the develop of a following dig deeper to remember
every time we are tempted about something

there always comes an opportunity
although he thought he had every thing he is thrown into a prison of curtains
pay no attention to his that is behind the curtain,
yet it payed to be the one the only Freddie M ercury

The devil came to Freddie and he answered its call
then we hear he melodies lurking at your neighborhood mall
on the banks of the roller rink so many years ago master the flow
dreams of recaping what one was basking,

Freddie will have to stand before his maker
not to which sprayed a get together as a singer
he stood for power in a quaint reserve,
balanced power relieved

Only God Knows !

Queen, engulfed their intact wizardry across the world...,
a cool breeze blowing on their adoring fans we hear,
out on a mission he reigned through a magic current
turning each page with guidance amidst inner violence;
Although he died of Aids his legacy lingers on within song
Magic Mercury very theatrical boom...,

English bred his soul monumental glimpse
historic torn magestic feeling
Mercy Soft Me Free
pagers take the magnetic breeze
sandwich to the fresh cut lawn;
happily get along...

feeling the immense pain for comfort,
beauty for ashes instant crave free fire;
shelter liers dormant onto its beckoning plough
mystic moon beam;

changes
maker creature...
mix matters to soothe
like a lightning fetters in disguise
Today I walked on the seashore
hoping the sand & sea
would take life's life's pains away from me
The sand is so deep, so arm & free
surely it can take all my fears from me
the sea is so endless-knows none of man's discipline
surely it could dry the tears in my eyes
I sat and pondered the cares of the day
and knew these things could not take my burdens away
but God in his love spoke especially to me
through the grains of sand and the waves of the sea
These beauties I beheld were created by his hands
and in his own image, He created man
his power sets boundaries for each on the shore
Yet he cares enough to knock at me heart's door
But God's power and might were not the message for me...
It was his love he wanted me to see
The grains of sand are
immeasurable the waves do not cease
his love is unlimited unmeasured- I can rest in his peace
A warm fall evening, walk through the park
cool breeze; brief yet lingering
the scent of roses, an old oak, car fumes, a hot dog cart,
and autumn air a pause...take a deep breath

hair begins to prickle, cars are getting hot, eyes are wide
a full realization !
Walking quicker, wind picks up, pulling the coat tighter
whirlwinds of leaves once dead on the ground...alive and fierce !

Cobblestone streets; hollow footsteps; echoing
pick up the pace, losing space, unusual turn, quicker perhaps
chattering teeth, clenched fists
silent prayers muttered under ragged breaths

Limpid eyes, staring...probing; marble flesh, cold as stone
wicked smile, glittering teeth
quick tight embrace...melted surrender, hot breath, sudden pierce
blood flowing...quickly dying

reminisce, as one, of days gone by
blessed darkness, beckoning forth, closing in...
Jolt up...look around; where's my teddy bear ?
Another nightmare !!!
look deep in my eyes you shall see the karma of my lasting legacy willing to achieve
took a zip line down to my baby's grind sought out peace for a sure fire sweet relief
rolling them bones in the back of the joint have a 5th in my hand you all understand
made my first grand at the tender age of thirteen washing dishes busy as a bee
come and sit neck to me a story of a homeboy being capped in the knee

there's a whole host of rubbers when your in trouble make my Martini strong on the double
just like Fred & Barney Rubble need to keep your head up no its not some set up
wear your Sundays best yes life is a big test but now we rest
flirting with fire blowing it up in the most fullest desire coming down to the wire
music is in my blood just like a cow chews on its cud kinda sweep some things under the rug

there's magic in the music scene rolling out the red carpet like a village queen
living in a land so very mean got one foot in heaven the others in hell
but I got a good story to tell two rappers in the night looking so bad for a fight
one hand on the mic the other on the floor sweep blood off the floor sweeping for more
plenty plenty stop shopping at J.C Penney spinning records the best way they can

soaring to new heights that is their right a good cause to focus filled with cement shoes singing the blues
Freddie Mercury died of aids but he isn't a distant memory folks come sit next to me
there's a promise that's made in the dark coming to its fullest light
bitter sweet liqour the ***** was holding my finger don't call me late for dinner

it's a crowning achievement to stay in the zone you maybe home all alone
try to be mindul stay in the moment when you take a shower feel the warmth on your back
here the birds chirping outside the smell of the perfume scent love the decor of the room
treasure a red rose that was plucked a time before you gave your old lady making gravy
not to shady we meet in the middle playing second fiddle as you may dribble
things come and go but this much I know we bust up the beat to promote the tempo
trapped within the very impulse of our loved beneath the perplexing ambush
we close the door of brevity with a slight adjustment of the hand when will we understand
caught betwen the world I know then onto the one I wish to go we become puzzled
my mind is playing tricks on me day after day with humble knee to bow the head to pray

out in the street where people meet we wear a smile yet know all the great while
when push comes to shove we tend to sweep things underneath the rug
in a time well spent in thought our chromosones run a bit wild
when I was a child i used to dream of kings and queens & magical places

yesterday is gone and I sit here all alone with a song in my heart to light the inner spark
we will humbly embark upon the distant road we are to tread within the walking dead
following aparts at the seams living in a land so very mean
Halloween

with witches in the air without a care in darkened portals of my mind
a flash in the pan when to understand that true simplistic art
Warhol with his soup cans promising everyone 15 minutes of fame
Elder bush still trying to grab some bush best he keep his Tiger in the woods

living in a field of dreams faces that scream eating my favorite ice cream
blind leaders of the blind following a no it all for president isn't it relevant
chase back the dreams froom your hair without the willingness to share
lines being drawn in the sand when to understand send the troops home
no time for them to roam...

mind is playing tricks on me as we take things casually masquerading with reality
with sought after humble brevity living in a land of make believe
yet we have something up our sleeve
crimes of passion embarking on the New York mile

bloodshed in the street of the town of New Haven
gone our the days of the forgotten Ben Laden or have we forgotten him
North Korea fat boy in a suit with funny hair
a cause to reflect lest we have met together for a journey of fear

working to hard can give you a heart attack like that old school rap
with Slick Rick & Mellie Mel boogy down with your socks like the late Scot Lerock
Fetty Wap is still on top still got time to call up for a cop
many years from now I'll still be on top

minds playing tricks on my as if its in the gutter is it any wonder with Stevie
everybody needs me like freshly squeezed orange juice drinking one hundred proof *****
these are the days that try mens souls as in the summer soldier and the sunset patriot
we can learn from our past mistakes not to make them again

Guess its best to hold our breath & count to the number ten again
Miracle Trust

begun the moment you were born
hug their momernt you end up dead
each memory we share one word of care
below to answer their bell
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